In the hollow hum of a starlit night,
Where whispers gather and dreams take flight,
A heart beats heavy beneath the skies,
Cloaked in shadows, where silence lies.

The weight of the world rests on weary shoulders,
As hope flickers dim, like autumn’s embers.
But know, dear soul, in this deep despair,
You are a phoenix, in need of the air.

For feeling low is not a phase,
It’s the soil where resilience lays.
A springboard crafted from tears that fall,
Each drop a story, resonant call.

Cry if you must, let the sorrow flow,
For in each shard of pain, new courage will grow.
In the depths of the dark, a flicker takes flight,
A dance with the dawn, igniting the night.

It’s okay to lose, to falter, to bend,
But never, my friend, let your spirit suspend.
For every lament, a lesson emerges,
In every downfall, new strength surges.

So rise from the ashes, embrace what is real,
Let each stumble teach you how fiercely to feel.
Beneath every sorrow, each heartache and scar,
Is the promise of light, your own northern star.

In the tapestry woven from battles you’ve fought,
Is the wisdom of ages, the treasure you’ve sought.
So dare to believe, let your heart take the test,
For the highs that await you are born from the unrest.

Stand tall, brave spirit, your journey’s not done,
The night may be heavy, but soon comes the sun.
In the tapestry of life, every thread finds its place,
Every tear, every laugh, weaves the soul’s endless grace.